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Prophecies 

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Veiled Self 

By Mrs. C. M. Black 

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COPYRIGHT 1917 
BY PERRY C. NORTON 



PUBLISHED BY 

PERRY C. NORTON 
CHICAGO 




DEC 28 1916 
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This book is dedicated to all 
those who will investigate the 
Mysteries of Life and seek Truth 
wherever it may be found. 



CONTENTS 

Introduction 9 

Dreaming 11 

Two Deaths and a Burial at Sea 13 

My First Experience as a Speaker 16 

An Unexpected Call For Service 20 

Locating Thieves and Stolen Articles ... 24 
Two Revelations In One Family: 

Part 1 28 

Part II 32 

Part III , .... 36 

God's Perpetual Inspiration 39 

Vision 1 41 

Vision II 42 

Vision III 44 

Vision IV 45 

Admonition 48 



INTRODUCTION 

I was born in central Illinois of respectable and worthy 
parents. My mother was a high born English lady of Episco- 
palian faith. My father was of Scotch descent and a Presby- 
terian. 

I was reared in plenty and graduated from a public high 
school; afterward I became a teacher in the same schools I 
had attended, and later I was a member of the board of educa- 
tion, which position I held for five years, when I moved from 
that locality. 

Perhaps the reason the experiences herein related are so 
late in reaching the public, is because mine has been a busy 
life, and such experiences were not looked upon at that time 
with as much favor as they are now. Because I find they are 
not common experiences I relate them, hoping that the veil 
may be lifted for some who are yet in doubt of a future existence, 
and that these narratives may at least quicken in them an 
earnest desire to know, for it has been promised: 

Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall 
find; knock, and it shall be opened unto } r ou: 

For everyone that asketh receiveth; and he that 
seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall 
be opened. Matt. 7:7, 8. 

I have related only those experiences that can be vouched 
for. The dreams were had before there was any appearance 
or indication of their being fulfilled, and I have described of 
my many visions, with one exception, only those where another 
person saw the same vision, neither one of us knowing at the 
time that the other saw the same thing; and when two or more 
persons have seen the same thing at the same time, evidently 
there must have been something to see, so I offer this book 
to the public, trusting that it may be a special blessing to 
some yet in darkness, and of interest to all who will read. 

The Author. 
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DREAMING 

OLNEY HYMNS 

When slumber seals our weary eyes, 
The busy fancy wakeful keeps; 
The scenes which then before us rise, 
Proves something in us never sleeps. 

As in another world we seem, 
A new creation of our own; 
All appears real, though a dream, 
And all familiar, though unknown. 

Sometimes the mind beholds again, 
The past day's business in review; 
Resumes the pleasure or the pain, 
And sometimes all we meet is new. 



But though our dreams are often wild, 
Like clouds before the drifting storm; 
Yet some, important may be styled, 
Sent to admonish or inform. 

What mighty agents have access, 

What friends from heaven, or foes from hell, 

Our minds to comfort or distress, 

When we are sleeping, who can tell? 

One thing at least, and His enough, 
We learn from this surprising fact: 
Our dreams afford sufficient proof, 
The soul without the flesh can act. 



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Prophecies of the Veiled Self 

TWO DEATHS AND A BURIAL AT SEA 

We were a party of four; an aunt, an uncle, my son and 
myself, and were on our return trip to America after a two 
months sojourn in Germany and France. We had boarded a 
steamship on a stormy night at Le Havre. The storm lasted 
for a week and on that account we were two days late in reach- 
ing New York City. 

The second night out I had what I called a dream, but 
which was very much like a reality. Without knowing how I 
got there, I found myself standing on the deck unobserved by 
the side of the captain and the mate. They carried on a board 
the body of a child wrapped in canvas with a weight attached 
to its feet, and approaching the rail let the body slide off into 
the sea. 

I watched them a moment and as I turned to go to my 
room I noticed for the first time a form clothed in black, it 
spoke and said, "follow me and I will show you where there 
will be another death before you land." I followed the figure 
down a stairway and along a hall that passed the door of my 
stateroom. As we neared my room I stopped, holding my 
breath in fear with my hands to my breast, for my son lay 
there very sick. The form passed my door, however, and I 
quickened my step until I was again close behind it. We went 
nearly to the forward end of the ship when we stopped. As I 
drew quite close the door of the room we stood before swung 
open, and there on a couch lay the body of a man dressed in 
his clothes. A sheet was drawn down over him to his knees 
leaving the rest of his limbs uncovered. I have no knowledge 
or remembrance of how I reached my room again. 

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In the morning while still in our stateroom I related my 
dream to my aunt, saying it seemed so very real, as if I really 
was standing beside the two men, and walked behind the 
spectre. She laughingly said, "that was a queer dream; what- 
ever induced such a dream?" and I answered, what induces 
any dream? She finished dressing and left the room. I went 
to wait upon my seasick son; after a few minutes she returned 
all excited saying, "Cal, they did bury a child at sea last night — 
at midnight, a child in the steerage had died and the captain 
and mate buried it as you saw in your dream." 

I then became as surprised and excited as she was, and said, 
now let us watch and see if a man dies! As time went on the 
storm continued; almost every one was more or less sick; 
a baby was born. 

Friday morning, a day after we should have landed and a 
week out, the sky cleared, the sun shone and the sea became 
smooth and unruffled. Everybody on deck was glad to be once 
more in the delicious pure atmosphere; and so we sat around, 
or walked and talked until called to the noon meal, after which 
we went again to the deck. 

While sitting by my uncle a man passed by saying, "did you 
know the doctor of the ship was dead?" My uncle smiled and 
said, "dead, asleep likely, I was talking with him this morning!" 
The man said, "no — really, they went to call him to lunch, and 
there he sat, paper in hand — dead!" I jumped up and sought 
my aunt; she also had learned of the doctor's death and was 
seeking me. Together we went to the room pictured in my 
dream, but there being no name on the door as we had expected, 
and as is customary with officers of a ship, I said, this can't be 
his room, there is no name here, so we went over to the other 
side and there found a stewardess cleaning a room, and we asked, 

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TWO DEATHS AND A BURIAL AT SEA 

where is the doctor's room? She replied, " on the other side cor- 
responding to this room." But, I said, there is no name on the 
door, and she replied, "his is a double room with a door opening 
on the deck near where the hospital is, his name is on the outside 
door." We returned to the room and entered, and there as the 
spectre had shown me, lay the doctor's form as I had seen it in 
my dream. We were then within twenty-four hours of landing. 
The doctor's body was taken to New York, and then to Hoboken 
where it was buried. 

This happened in September, 1885. 



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PROPHECIES OF THE VEILED SELF 

MY FIRST EXPERIENCE AS A SPEAKER 

At the time I received the prophecy herein related I was 
living in Omaha. 

One Saturda}^ night I dreamed I was in the room of a private 
house, where I saw a casket containing the remains of a woman. 
At the head of the casket sat four persons, members of the 
woman's family. Opposite were some people I was wont to 
sing with at a little progressive society located near my home. 
I heard sung the song, "Something Sweet to Think Of," then 
the reading of the poem, "There Is No Death/' and then a dis- 
course. As I listened I thought, how beautiful and how different 
from most services of this kind, and I tried to see who the speaker 
was. Presently I saw myself standing as if I had been the 
speaker. I was surprised and wondered, and became partially 
aroused. Again I lapsed into semi-consciousness, and I saw 
myself standing at an open grave on the side of a hill; as I 
looked around to see who was there I noticed two members of 
our little society opposite me on the other side of the grave. 
We sang "In The Sweet Bye and Bye," and then I heard a 
benediction given in the form of a poem. 

The next day being Sunday, and my letter writing day, I 
related my dream in letters to two of my friends, one in the far 
east and the other in Illinois. The following Tuesday, two days 
later, the president of our society called upon me. He told me 
there was a lady from Washington visiting her daughter in 
Omaha. 

She had pneumonia and felt that she was going to die, and 
had requested her daughter not to send her body to Washington 
but to bury it in Omaha, and to have some spiritual or liberal 
services held over her remains. 

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MY FIRST EXPERIENCE AS A SPEAKER 

The daughter was directed to the president of our society. 
He called upon the sick lady and told her we had no regular 
minister or speaker, but that we had good music, and also spoke 
of me as the leader. She asked to see me, and said a poem and 
some music was all that would be needed. So he came to me 
again and delivered his message. I said, that is the fulfilment 
of a dream I have had, and I related it to him. 

I called upon the lad}^ that afternoon, the Tuesday following 
my dream of Saturday, and found her a perfect stranger to me. 
The daughter met me cordially at the door, and after I had 
introduced myself said her mother would be glad to see me, but 
that she was asleep, and asked me to come in and wait. I did 
so and sat down at the bedside of the sleeper. 

Having been much with sick people I soon recognized that 
she was in that comatose condition that is generally the be- 
ginning of the long sleep. I sat a while and then excused myself, 
saying I would call again. The woman died that night. The 
president of our society was requested to take charge of the 
funeral services. 

I notified the singers and they met at my house Wednesday 
evening for practice. I related to them my dream. Among our 
number was a Mr. Wright who had proved to be quite a Bible 
scholar, and it was decided he should do the speaking. He was 
a molder in the U. P. shops, and we soon discovered the funeral 
was to be on one of the three days of the week when he had 
work. He said he could not attend the funeral, although the 
society offered to pay him for his time. We said, well, if the 
Powers that Be have planned the program they will have to be 
there and provide what may be needed. 

The funeral services were held the afternoon of the next 
day. When we were seated the arrangement was just as I 
had seen it in my dream. Some notes concerning the woman's 

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PROPHECIES OF THE VEILED SELF 

life and her requests were read, and then we sang, " Something 
Sweet to Think Of." 

Something sweet to think of in this world of care; 
Tho' dear friends have left us, they bright spirits are; 
Something sweet to dream of, hark! the angels say, 
Call them not back again, they are with you every day. 
With you in the twilight, with you in the morn, 
With you in the sunlight, with you in the storm; 
With you ever, evermore, hear the angels say, 
Call them not back again, they are with you every day. 

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I then read the poem, "There Is No Death." When I had 
finished I felt a peculiar sensation, like gently moving air 
settling over me, until I seemed enveloped in it and floating 
away. A prayer was breathed through me in which all the 
members of the family, both present and absent, were included. 
Then followed an address with this for a text : 

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the 
shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art 
with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. 
Psalm 23'4. 

It was pronounced by all a beautiful discourse. 

As we stood by the open grave at the cemetery I noticed 
we were on the side of a hill, and that opposite on the other 
side of the grave were two persons as I had seen them in my 
dream. We sang "In The Sweet Bye and Bye," and as the 
music swelled, I again went floating, floating, and a benediction 
was given in a poem. 

People thought I was a regular preacher, but it was the 
first funeral service at which I delivered an address, and the 
only preparation I had was made after my dream of the Satur- 
day night previous. 

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MY FIRST EXPERIENCE AS A SPEAKER 

I rode home in a wondering condition of mind, and the 
first thing I did on reaching there was to write to each of my 
friends again telling them to read my letter of the previous 
Sunday, for that very afternoon my phrophetic dream had 
been fulfilled in every detail. 

My friend in the east was acquainted with the editor of a 
paper called Alcyone, published at Springfield, Mass. He 
printed extracts from each letter under the heading, "How 
My Dream Came True," in the issue of February 15, 1891. 
It came to the notice of a professor in Harvard University 
who was a member of the Society for Psychical Research. 
He obtained both letters, certified statements from the president 
of the society and others, and an account of the circumstances 
appeared in the journal of the society, published in London, 
in the spring of 1891. 

They sent a copy to me which I loaned; it was never 
returned, therefore I cannot tell in which issue of the journal 
it appeared. 



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PROPHECIES OF THE VEILED SELF 
AN UNEXPECTED CALL FOR SERVICE 

Shortly after my experience in Omaha I again visited Dream- 
land. 

I seemed to be in a strange place in the country, and in the 
room of a house where there had been a death. I noticed a 
small white casket on a stand in a corner of the room and do not 
now remember any other details, but when I afterward related 
my dream I remarked, I wonder if that means another funeral 
service for me! 

Soon afterward I moved back to my former home in Illinois. 
Weeks went by filled with the cares of moving and getting 
settled and my dream was forgotten. Fall came, and with it 
the husband of a friend of mine, who requested me to go and act 
as a companion, and take charge of his wife, who was afflicted with 
a mental trouble. 

I agreed to do so, and it was arranged that we and her 
mother should go to Colfax Springs, Colfax, Iowa, and try the 
waters and see if a sojourn there would help her. 

One Sunday while we were there the proprietor of the hotel 
where we were stopping came to me and said, "you are wanted 
in the parlor." I went down to the parlor, and seeing no one 
there but a strange gentleman I turned to leave, when he 
stepped up to me and asked, "are you Mrs. Black?" I replied, 
I am, whereupon he said, "my brother's family have lost a child, 
and wish you to conduct the funeral services this afternoon." 
I started with a look of surprise and said, why, I never do any- 
thing of that kind! He looked at me strangely and asked again, 
"are you not Mrs. C. McCall Black?" I answered, }^es. Then it 
dawned upon me that he probably had seen my name among 

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AN UNEXPECTED CALL FOR SERVICE 

the arrivals at the hotel, and that perhaps he had learned in 
some way of what I had done at Omaha, so I said, well, I never 
have officiated in that way but once, after it had all been shown 
to me in a dream. 

He said, "well, if you would only come and assist, we would 
be so glad." I answered I would be pleased to do anything I 
could, and asked him if he could send to me a lady singer, con- 
tralto or alto; he said he could, and that he would also send a 
carriage for us at two o'clock. The young lady came as he had 
promised and we practiced some songs I had selected. A car- 
riage came for us at the appointed time and my sick friend and 
her mother also went with us. We seemed to be a little late in 
arriving. The residence was on the outskirts of town, and was 
quite a nice looking farm place, with a large open space or lot 
between the road and the house that was filled with vehicles. 

The person who met us at the door directed me and the 
singer to a room at the left of the entrance, ajicl the other two 
ladies to another room. 

When I sat down in the chair I was to occupy, I saw in a 
corner of the room on a stand a little white casket like the one 
I had seen in my forgotten dream several weeks before. 

A peculiar sensation came over me as the recollection of my 
dream came vividly to me. I looked around to see who I was 
to assist when someone touched me on the shoulder and said, 
"you can begin any time Mrs. Black, we are all ready." I 
turned with a thumping heart to the singer and asked, what 
shall we sing first? She replied, "My Babe." We sang that 
beautiful song, which I had unconsciously selected with other 
music and brought with us to Colfax. 

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Then, of my own volition, my ver}^ own self, I began a 
pra}^er which was taken up after the first few words b}^ the 
Father within. In the hour of your trial take no thought how 
or what you shall speak, 

— for it shall be given you in that same hour what ye 
shall speak. 

For it is not ye that speak, but the Spirit of your 
Father which speaketh in you. Matt. 10:19-20. 

When I had finished I sat down, and as soon as I became 
composed we sang again. 

As there was no undertaker in charge I requested those who 
would like to take a last look at the body to pass around and 
out at the front door, and I passed out with the first to leave. 

When my sick friend reached my side again she caught me 
by the arm and said, "how could you do it?" I answered, I 
didn't, Liz, it was the other fellow! We got into the carriage 
and the driver started up the horses. I said, oh, don't go for- 
ward, we are strangers and can drop in line anywhere. He 
replied, as he stopped the team, "I thought the man ahead 
beckoned to me," then the man beckoned again, and the mother 
said, "why of course, we have the preacher." Half frightened, 
I said, oh my! they will expect something at the grave. 

When we arrived at the cemetery it seemed everybody 
alighted and hitched their horses. We paused at the grave 
until some one brought fines to lower the coffin. I said, 
while we are waiting let everybod} r join in singing "The Sweet 
Bye and Bye." Thej^ did so, after which I voiced a poem as a 
benediction. 

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AN UNEXPECTED CALL FOR SERVICE 

A weekly paper, the Colfax Motor, of October 18, 1891, re- 
ported, "A most beautiful service was conducted by Mrs. C. 
McCall Black of Canton, Illinois, at the home Sunday after- 
noon/ 7 

I did not see or talk with any of the family, but the mother 
of the child very soon after wrote me a beautiful letter of thanks, 
and enclosed a photograph of her little Harold. 



letter : 



With her permission I give the following extract from her 

or • 



* * * It seems to me that your gifts are rare and 
beautiful, and that you ought to have time to cultivate 
them and give the world the benefit. An instrument 
through which the angels can speak. Oh! what a 
glorious thought. Child of their adoption treasure 
your birthright ; walk humbly before them , let not 
fashion, avarice or worldly gain ever come between 
you and the divine fountain from which you draw such 
precious words of wisdom, comfort, and instruction. 
Go forward in your divine mission. Dry the tear of 
the mourner, bind up the broken heart, thus laying 
up treasures above, securing an eternal inheritance in 
the Father's House of Many Mansions, and a home 
among the good and true. Let your sweet light 
shine in the darkness, carry joy and gladness to some 
stricken heart or home, and thus bring to your own 
soul its due reward of duty well performed. So, with 
gratitude and love blended in one sweet chord of 
harmony. 

Truly yours, 

Mrs. Mary C. Turner 



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LOCATING THIEVES AND STOLEN ARTICLES 

I will now relate a different kind of experience; one where I 
saw and did things connected with an event which had already 
occurred. I will state only facts and not mention names. 

On returning to my home with my son one evening after a 
ride, I found thieves had ransacked the house and had left the 
contents of drawers removed from dressers, scattered over the 
floor. Naturally we were much excited. I quieted my son 
and got him to bed; then I went into an adjoining room and 
sat down and asked mentally, that if it was right, and I could 
bring good from the knowledge, that I be shown what was needed 
to reach the thieves and recover my things. Very soon a 
picture of two boys from sixteen to eighteen years of age came 
before my mental vision. I recognized one whom I had seen 
but I did not know the other. The vision in a manner fright- 
ened me and I got up and left the room, excited and wondering. 
I busied myself picking up things until I became calm again, and 
thought, how foolish I was to be frightened at what I had asked 
for; so I again went to the room and sat down and said mentally, 
if what has been shown to me is true, show it to me again. In 
a short time the same picture again appeared. I sat still and 
was mentally instructed to go to the brother of the boy I had 
recognized, and tell him what I knew, and to request him to have 
my things returned, and that if they were restored I would do 
nothing against the boys, nor tell anyone about the theft. I 
was also told not to go to the thief himself, because he had an 
ugly disposition and would of course deny my accusation; but, 
that if his brother would go to him and tell him what I knew he 
could not well deny it. 

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LOCATING THIEVES AND STOLEN ARTICLES 

The next day I followed instructions and saw the brother 
and told him to see his brother and tell him that I knew he had 
entered my house, but that if he would restore my things noth- 
ing would be said or done about it. 

The second day after I had seen the brother he came to me 
with word that his brother knew nothing of the affair, and could 
prove that he was somewhere else at that time, but that his 
brother had not been home since he had spoken to him about it. 
While he was talking to me I saw a sort of shed, and a pile of 
wood with some empty boxes and barrels on top of it. 

I asked him if they had such a shed and pile of wood upon 
their place, and he answered, "yes. ,} I said, you go home and 
lift off those boxes, remove a few sticks of wood and you will 
find some of my things. One thing I want particularly is a 
necklace with an onyx locket, in which there was some hair 
work with pictures of my parents. I continued, the pictures 
have been removed but the hair work is still" there, and I will 
stake my life upon it that the pictures have been thrown into 
your water closet. 

He went home and did as I had told him. While he was 
nunting in the wood pile his mother came to him to learn what 
ne was doing, and he told her. She joined him in the search and 
they found my things as I had indicated. The mother brought 
them to me and asked if that was all that had been stolen, or if 
more had been taken. I said yes, that more things had been 
stolen but that the other boy had them. The pictures were 
gone as I had said, but the hair work remained. It was fine 
work on pearl and not generally recognized as hair work. I 
could not tell her who the other boy was. She felt very badly, 
and said her boy had not been home since he had been accused 
of the theft. I told her that I was very sorry, and that I did 

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not intend to have the boys punished. Then she asked how I 
knew who the thieves were, and I told her. She said, "I always 
told my boys an All Seeing Eye could see all they did." 

A few days later she came to me again and said her boy had 
not yet returned home, and asked me if I could tell her where 
he was. I replied, oh! no, I wish I could — when all at once I 
saw a city, and a large shop with some kind of machine^ in it 
and her boy working in the shop. I told her what I saw and she 
seemed satisfied. Before a week went by she came to me again 
and told me she had received a letter from her son, and that he was 
working in the car shops at Moline. I told her to write to him 
and tell him not to have an}^ fear of me, and that I would not do 
him any harm. I don't know whether he ever came home; I 
heard he came to a bad end in Texas, and his mother died of 
pneumonia the following winter. 

Now as to the other boy and the things he had stolen. 

One night it seemed in a dream that I was talking to some- 
one, and they said to me, "if you will follow directions, and not 
put the law on the boy we will tell you how to do to get the rest 
of your things." I promised to abide strictly by what was told 
me. Then as if a hand wrote on a wall I read a letter; I re- 
member the wording; then I saw a name and address I did not 
recognize. Suffice to say, that in the morning I wrote the letter 
as I had seen it, addressed the envelope as had been shown me, 
and mailed it. 

All that day and the next day I was nervous when the bell 
rang or any one came to the door, but nothing occurred that was 
in an}^ way connected with my letter. 

In a dream two nights afterward I saw a package put near 
our wood pile and chips drawn up around it. I dressed hurriedly 
in the morning and went directly to the wood pile. I scratched 

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LOCATING THIEVES AND STOLEN ARTICLES 

among a little pile of chips and there found the balance of my 
stolen articles, and a letter from the other boy, saying he had 
returned all he had in his possession, and that he was glad I had 
told him no one suspicioned him, and thanked me for not put- 
ting the law on him, as it was his first and last offense, and that 
he would stand on guard until I got the things. He signed him- 
self, "Your friend forever, A Robber." I hear he is now a 
respectable young man and working honestly for a living. I 
have not revealed his name to anyone and never will, and I 
never think of this experience without seeing his name before 
me in big black letters. If this ever falls into his hands he 
will recognize the truth of what I have written. 

Such things are some of the Mysteries of Life. We are fearfully 
and wonderfully made, and there is no limitation to ways for 
recourse or gaining knowledge. 



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PROPHECIES OF THE VEILED SELF 

TWO REVELATIONS IN ONE FAMILY 

Part I. 

In the fall of 1892 I had another prophetic dream in which 
I saw an old acquaintance sicken and die. I saw the funeral 
and the people, and heard the service that was given and the 
songs that were sung. As I looked at the speaker I saw it was 
myself. The friend I am writing about was up and around 
when I had this dream. I told it to some of my neighbors and 
friends and said, now let us watch but not tell anyone, for I 
would not have the family know of my dream, but I believe 
something will happen so that I will be asked to conduct a 
funeral service. 

In a week or so the man was taken sick and confined to 
his bed. Time ran on for four or five weeks when an interesting 
experience came to us both, which I will describe later. 

When the time for his departure arrived, as had been given 
to me, I said to my neighbor, now tonight is the time for his 
passing on, and I am going to the house and sit up with him, and 
I did so. He passed peacefully away as had been given to me. 

In the morning before departing for my home the eldest 
son said to me, "I wish you would look up some music for the 
funeral service, you know what would please father," and I said 
I would. The deceased had been a pioneer Spiritualist. I told 
the son I had a Spiritual paper from which they could select a 
speaker located near by, as I knew they would not have an 
orthodox minister. Just then the mother, who was sick in a 
room above, gave a signal for some one to come; I said, your 
mother is calling. The son ran up stairs and soon returned 
saying, "Mother says father made the request not to send for 

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any one, but just to have you do what you could/' I said, oh 
well, we will not talk about that until the other children come 
home. I will look after the music and come back tonight. 

I went from the house of mourning to one of my friends who 
knew about my dream and said, well, it has happened, Mr. P. 
is gone and we are to sing at the funeral service. So we practiced 
the songs I had heard sung in nry dream. 

That evening I returned to the home of my deceased friend. 
Absent members of the family had arrived, and all had decided 
they would rather have me read something, and do wiiat I felt 
was best, than to have a stranger. I said, well, if you won't tell 
anyone who is going to conduct the services I will do the best 
I can; but I did not tell them about my dream, nor why I was 
so willing to serve them until the funeral was all over. I learned 
afterward of a previous conversation they had with their doctor, 
in which they told him they hoped I would receive inspiration, 
knowing about the two other events at Omaha and Colfax, 
which I have related. The doctor, who was a liberal and broad 
minded man, but without much knowledge or faith in such 
things, determined that if there was anything inspirational given 
he would have a copy, so, unknown to anyone he engaged a 
stenographer and secured an accurate report of all that was 
said and done. Suffice to say all transpired as I, the Veiled Self, 
had prophesied. 

I had not been home long after the funeral before a reporter 
called to obtain a copy of the address, and said those w T ho were 
present had pronounced it fine, and that others who were not 
present had asked for it. I told him I could not give him any 
notes because I had none, and that I could tell him only the 
subject. He said, "oh well, you can give me the main points. " 
I said I was sorry, bub that I could not. He left, and I felt he 

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thought I was falsifying. Soon another reporter called and 
made the same request and I had to answer him in the same 
way. Later a messenger brought a note requesting me to come 
to the bereaved family. I went, and upon my arrival they said, 
"Dr. C. had a stenographer here at the funeral and the reporters 
want the notes. " I replied, is that so? Well, all I have to say 
is this : I would like to have them read to you, and if you think 
they are as the address was given, then they are your property 
to do as you please with. 

The doctor brought the notes to the house; they were read 
and pronounced correct and given to a reporter. A report of 
the services with the address was published in The Canton 
Register of November 5, 1892. The invocation and address ap- 
pear as part two of this narrative. 

I will now relate the interesting experience referred to, which 
came to both my friend and I while he lay ill, two weeks before 
his demise. 

I dreamed I was at his bedside with one of his daughters; 
he was apparently asleep. I saw several attendants working 
around him that were not of the family, nor of Earth. I watched 
very interestedly, but feeling all the while that I was unob- 
served. Four of the attendants carried my friend's double — as 
it were, on a sort of cot or litter while his body still lay on the 
bed. I followed still unobserved. Soon my friend raised up, 
and looking around saw the spiritual forms, but he said nothing 
and laid down. Very soon he raised himself again, and jumping 
off the litter exclaimed, "no use to carry me, I never felt 
better in my life/'' and proceeded to walk beside the others. 
I still followed, and we came to what seemed to be the entrance 
to a beautiful park; my inner consciousness said to me, "You 
can go no farther." They passed on in and I waited and 

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watched awhile. Inside the park and not far from the entrance 
was an individual who saw the new arrivals; he came forward 
and greeted my friend. They tarried in conversation and then 
moved on. Some distance farther there was standing another 
group of people, two of whom came forward and also greeted 
my friend. I felt I must not remain longer, and wondering if 
the family had yet learned their father had passed on, I re- 
turned to the house — to find all as I had left it. After awhile 
my sick friend with a long drawn breath opened his eyes and 
said, "oh! why did I have to come back?" I have no recol- 
lection of how I found my own home in the dream. In the 
morning I was so impressed that I thought I would go and see 
how my friend was, and tell the family my dream. When I 
reached the sick chamber I found the daughter at her father's 
bedside. She said, "father has just been telling me of a dream 
he has had." I remarked, is that so? I came to tell you of one 
I have had also; let me tell you mine first. As I related my 
dream he would interrupt me with remarks confirming what I 
said, and when I spoke of some one coming to greet him he said, 
"yes, that was Dr. Wright"; and again, when I mentioned the 
two who came forward, "yes, that was Frank Lermond and 
Sam Nutt." The daughter exclaimed, "isn't that wonderful! 
It is just like what he has been telling me." 

Was this experience only a dream, or was it an actual spirit 
flight? Each one must answer for himself. 

Following are the invocation and address given at the 
funeral service. 



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Part II. 

Invocation 

0, Thou great and infinite source of all light and life, our 
Father and Mother God, we approach Thee with tender feelings 
at this time. Thou Creator and Ruler of the Universe, through 
whose divine wisdom every atom is molded, and through whose 
divine law all things are moved to their proper place. We feel 
to bless Thee for the manifold blessings given to us. We bless 
Thee for the gift of Life and all its many changes, even for this 
beautiful change we call death, which we understand not. We 
bless Thee for Thy wondrous love manifested every day in the 
beautiful changes in all nature around us. And though all 
else change, Thou alone art changeless. God, Thou hast 
seemingly cast a shadow — as we term it, over some of our lives, but 
we, knowing Thee as Thou art, and looking beyond this vale and 
shadow, see Thy bright light and know there is naught to fear. 
We would ask special counsel and guidance for those who are yet 
in darkness, that the light of truth may be theirs. We ask Thy 
ministering ones to draw very near to her whose companion has 
gone so fittingly on before to prepare his home, and once again 
receive her to his bosom as his bride. Be with her in her af- 
fliction and loneliness. And, oh, we thank Thee for the fortitude 
and belief that is her support, as it was his, in their declining 
years. 

And these young mothers, may they be susceptible to Thy 
divine guidance, and may they feel the responsibilities that are 
given them in these little buds of life that come into their homes, 
that they in turn may give unto them such care and training as 
will enable them to unfold into beautiful blossoms of manhood 
and womanhood, ornaments to society and fit temples for Thy 
divine presence. 

And these young men thrown into the vicissitudes of life, 
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among all grades of life that their varied paths will lead them, 
may they be so constituted and so susceptible in their sense of 
right from wrong, that in all their experiences they may draw 
only unto themselves that which will be elevating and uplifting 
to their souls. But ever may they be mindful, however low, 
however degraded a brother may be, yet may they lend assist- 
ance, remembering ever he is a brother, and that we are all of 
one family. 

May Thy blessings rest on this community, these friends and 
this neighborhood, who with all kindness come to us in our hour 
of need, ministering unto us and bringing consolation. 

We bless Thee that this life that has gone on to higher fields of 
labor was permitted to live in this place, shedding his light of 
truth around him, and may he be permitted to return to his 
family, bringing the new lessons of life he is now learning. 

Abide with us all evermore. 

Address 
"An honest man is the noblest work of God." An honest 
man, my friends, is the noblest work of God; and such a one 
w r as our brother who has just passed on before, whose garment 
is left here, this body of clay, to be tenderly returned to Mother 
Earth from whence it came. He was brave, fearless and firm in 
his convictions of truth. My friends, it takes a brave man to 
be an honest man. Strange that this is so, yet you know it is 
a fact. He was honest to himself, therefore he was honest to his 
God. He was honest to himself, therefore he was honest to his 
neighbor, for, my friends, if to yourself you are just and true, 
then a good to your neighbor you will also do. But there comes 
a thought wave from some source to me: He was a Spiritualist, 
he did not believe in a God. All I have to say, my friends, is, 
judge not ; especially, judge not that of which you know nothing. 

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No, he did not believe in the God of the orthodox faith. No, he 
did not believe in that personal God, limited to space and figure. 
His was a broader, grander, truer conception of the Eternal 
One. This might have satisfied the mind of his youth, but as 
his soul expanded, as he grew day by dajr and saw in all the 
beauties of nature that surrounded him God's manifestations 
and handiwork, lo! I am here, and lo! I am there, was whispered 
to his soul from all sides, and he believed in a Father and Creator 
of the Universe. One that is Omnipotent and Omnipresent in 
the fullest meaning of those terms. Think of it, my friends, 
Omnipotent and Omnipresent, and then in their fullest con- 
ception, such was the God of his belief — in all — of all — in you, in 
me; in the flower that wafts its fragrance in the air, in the bird 
that carols so sweetly — that flies without a seeming care ; in the 
beast that howls and growls in the forest wild, in the little child 
and its angelic smile, in the sea and all that in it be; in the 
babbling brook that joins its mate to form the river wide; in the 
grass beneath your feet, in the tree whose shade you seek, — in 
all, of all, "one grand stupendous whole, whose body Nature is 
and God the soul"; such was the God of his belief. Such was 
the God of his church if you will, and of creed, if aught of creed 
there be, it is the Fatherhood of God and the brotherhood of all 
humanity. Ah! my friends, deeds not words is what tells. 
Good principles of honor and justice acted upon each da} T , in- 
stead of long written creeds, is what will count in the church of 
the great future. And, my friends, God has promised certain 
gifts to His children, and among them is this: "And to some shall 
be given the gift of discerning spirits." Where could a more 
fitting one be found for this gift than our brother, an honest 
man? And he enjoyed the blessing of this grand and glorious 
gift from God, of discerning spirits, and he was true to the light 
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man, his faith was enabled to ripen into a knowledge of the im- 
mortality of the soul, and he held to his banner proudly, and 
gave out the truth and light as 'twas given to him. But, my 
friends in time past it brought him scoffing — this exercise of 
God's promised gift; it brought him jeers, it brought him con- 
tempt, it brought him slander, yet all these years he stood by 
his colors bravely — he walked by the light given him, and well 
did it comfort him in his passing out. I remember but a few 
days ago, as you count time, it was my pleasure to hear the 
following conversation: One of the children was depressed at 
seeing the father go, and said, "Oh! father, I could be resigned 
if I thought you were happy," and taking the words from her 
lips, he said: "Happ} r , why I am perfectly happy; why shouldn't 
I be happy?" "Yes, but father, if I could feel you had no fear 
to cross the River — you know what I mean," and he looked with 
surprise and almost with disdain as he replied: Tear! I have no 
fear; why should I fear? I have lived an honest life, I have 
done as good as I could with my conditions and surroundings, 
what should I fear? It is not like going out on a blind faith or 
hope, I may sa} r , I know.' Oh! my friends, w T hat means such 
faith from an honest dying man, and the visions given him, too 
beautiful for his power of language to tell? It means my 
friends, that God's promises are being fulfilled. To us, it is 
proof of immortality. Is there aught for scoff or jeer? Ah! well, 
may such as he go forth with peace and joy. And if there is 
aught to regret in the going out, it is as a child who leaves home 
for the first time on a pleasure trip ; on the eve of its departure 
it clings to its parents and home. It is only indicative of the 
love nature within the child for its own, and remember my 
friends, "God is Love." 

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And so today we bid him Godspeed. We come to pay our 
last duty and respect to the form in which walked so many years 
and days the spirit we knew and loved so well, but which has 
now entered upon a higher plane of life. May he be able to re- 
turn to his home and friends, bringing with him new lessons of 
truth, and coming from him, may we receive what he can give. 

Part III. 

Shortly after the event of my friend passing away I dreamed 
I was standing at the corner of the family lot in the cemetery. 
There was a more numerous collection of friends than on the 
occasion of his burial, and as I stood there I saw in a wide open 
grave two caskets side by side. A benediction was given; in- 
stinctively I knew it was for Mrs. P., who, it will be remembered, 
was lying ill at the time of her husband's death. I did not see 
anything like a funeral in my dream, but the day of her de- 
parture was impressed upon my mind. So ended my dream. 
Early in the morning of that day I was sent for by the family. 
I went immediately to the house, where I remained until Mrs. 
P. passed away, a few hours later. 

I said nothing about my dream to the family until one of the 
daughters asked me, "Cal, didn't you get anything concerning 
mother, when you got so much about father?" I answered, 
yes, and then told them my dream, but that I had not seen any- 
thing like arrangements for the funeral. She exclaimed, "well, 
of course, we will want you to do for mother as you did for 
father." Then one of the family spoke and said, "of course 
the caskets cannot be placed side by side, but we will build 
another sepulcher adjoining." I said, yes, I know that, for 
Charley told me when you father was buried that you would do 
so, but in my dream I saw the caskets side by side. 

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When the excavation was made for interment it was found 
that the cement forming the father's sepulcher had not hard- 
ened, on account of there having been so much rain and wet 
weather during the period of six weeks between the two transi- 
tions, so they opened it and made it larger, and as I stood on the 
identical spot where I had seen myself in my dream, I could 
look down and see the two caskets side by side. A large crowd 
had gathered, for a number who were not in attendance before 
had perhaps come to see and hear one officiate at such a time 
who was not accustomed to perform such a sendee. 

The following was the benediction given at the interment : 
"And now we bid farewell to the form. It was all we knew, 
forgetting in our ignorance it was only the manifestation, that 
which the spirit is expressed through ; so we lay it away, for it 
had become worn, and we could not see like her the new gar- 
ments that had come, and we will not regret or in selfishness cry, 
when thou art borne in new garments to homes of light still 
nigh, and we'll ever remember there are no dead, but beautiful 
changes for all instead. And we pray, God, that we may 
grow in spiritual ways and knowledge, that we may know when 
these dear presences, by us unseen, may be felt and recognized 
oh, so keen; so clear to our understanding may their messages 
of love and truth come, we can but rejoice when we think of 
father and mother in their spirit home. No strange land can 
it ever be to us, with a father and mother there to meet us, in 
whom we feel so much of love and trust. And now, oh angels, 
source only of gladness, wipe each tear away and dispel the 
clouds of sadness, be with each and all, guide each one in his 
way, and turn all to a path of right and duty, day by day." 
* * * As the daughter of Mr. P. mentioned by the 
author in this narrative, I am pleased to endorse as 
correct and truthful the incidents related, and state- 
ments she has made. 

Mrs. P. C. Norton, nee Blanche P. 
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GOD'S PERPETUAL INSPIRATION 

BY JAMES RICHARDSON, JR. 



"By the Almighty's inspiration, 
Still is understanding given"; 
To each age its revelation; 
To each time its word from Heaven. 

To us in the radiant Present, 
As to centuries old and dim, 
God still lives, and earnest spirits 
Still, as ever, speak through Him. 

Nor to fishermen of the Present 
Are God's gifts by measure doled, 
But He pours them forth as freely 
As on James and John of old. 

Never dries the holy fountain, 
And the stream is never low; 
Nor do ages, in their passage, 
Check the heavenly spirits flow. 

As from out the germ the leaflet, 
From the bud the radiant flower, 
So still fairer revelations 
Are unfolding every hour. 

jj: %: ^c H< sfc * 

Perish then the old dead letter, 
While the passing years unroll 
Teachings for each new condition 
Of the still expanding Soul. 

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VISIONS 
Vision I. 

It will perhaps be interesting to the reader if I tell of some 
spiritual visions I have had, when another person saw the same 
thing, neither of us knowing at the time that the other had had a 
similar vision. 

I had been caring for the home of some friends who had been 
visiting in California. While on the train, and on the day they 
arrived home, they saw in a newspaper a notice of the death of a 
young lady friend whom they had visited while in California, 
and who had since died in Chicago. The funeral services were 
to be held the following day. After the arrival home of my 
friends the lady referred to the death notice they had seen and 
said: "Her people are Theosophists, and she is to be cremated. 
If you have never been to a Theosophical service go with us to 
the funeral/ 7 I did so. We went early and investigated the 
crematory and the way it was operated until time for the 
services. 

A Hindu swami made the principal address. While he was 
speaking I saw the spirit form of a young lady standing between 
him and the casket; she was dressed all in white and wore a 
bridal veil. Xo message or word was conveyed to me, and I 
saw no other spirit forms. When I found an opportunity I 
w^ent and looked at the remains, thinking the vision I saw 
might be the person in the casket, and sure enough it was — the 
same face, but the spirit face looked fresher and better than the 
face in the casket. On our way home I said to my friends, I 
am going to tell you what I saw, although there was no com- 
munication or anything else given that could be considered as 
a test, but you have faith in me, and you know I am telling you 
only the truth; and I told them what I had seen. My friends 

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wondered why she appeared with a bridal veil, and of course I 
did not know either. I returned to my own home and in the 
course of two weeks my lady friend wrote to me saying: "You 
thought there was no test in the vision you had at Miss G.'s 
funeral. Let me tell you, I called on the mother of the young 
lady, and I could not resist telling her of your vision; when I 
had finished she remarked, she is the second person who saw 
the same thing." I asked her why her daughter had appeared 
with a bridal veil, and she said, 'had she lived she would have 
been married at that time, but it became necessary to perform 
another operation upon her head, from which she died.' 1 



Vision II. 

Another incident quite similar to the one I have just related 
occurred while I sat at the bedside of a lady friend who was 
dying. I saw a pair of hands manipulating over her head, and 
as I watched, the form of another lady came gradually into view. 
I wondered who it could be, and as if in answer to my mental 
query it came into my mind that she was a sister of the one just 
passing away, and that she had been in spirit life a long time. 
Presently the spirit form of the husband of the dying lady came 
forward impulsively; I recognized him, but he was waved away 
by the spirit lady with the thought, "not yet, she is neither 
mortal or spirit, but in transition, and a greeting too soon would 
be confusing." He vanished — just melted away. I still kept 
my silent watch, for once before in my life I had seen a spirit 
depart from its body and take its flight. After a time the 
husband came again and stood right between a son and a daughter 
who sat on the opposite side of the bed. The daughter gave an 
exclamation of " Oh ! ' ' and laid her hand right upon him . I thought 
to myself, she has felt a presence. The mother that moment 

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passed away. All left the room excepting the doctor, the nurse 
and myself. The doctor said to me: "What a wonderful power 
was present, you felt it and saw something, didn't you?" I 
assented with my eyes only, for the nurse knew nothing of such 
things, and the family were Presbyterians. But the nurse 
stepped up to me and said: "Oh yes, Mrs. Black, if you saw 
anything please tell us." I replied I had seen something and 
would tell them what it was, if they would promise not to tell 
the family, as they had their own belief, which they had the 
right to enjoy, and that I did not want to press my experience 
and belief upon the notice of anyone; so I told the doctor and 
nurse what I had seen. None of us knew whether the lady ever 
had a sister or not. I also told them when the husband and 
father appeared the second time, how he came between the son 
and the daughter, and I described his appearance, the watch chain 
that he wore, and how the daughter had made an exclamation of 
surprise, as if she felt some power or presence. That night 
the nurse stayed with the daughter. In the night the daughter 
said to the nurse: "I must tell you what I saw when Mama died. 
Papa came right between brother and myself. I saw him as 
plain as I ever did." She described him as I had done. The 
nurse said: "Oh, Kitty, tell Mrs. Black what you saw when you 
see her," and she said she would. The nurse said to me after- 
ward that while she believed what I had told her, still it did 
not affect her as it did when the daughter told her the same 
thing, for the daughter knew nothing of my vision, and I did 
not know that she had seen anything. Sunday evening, the 
day following the death, I went again to the home and found 
the same persons there. The nurse said: "Kitty, tell Mrs. 
Black what you saw when your mother died," and she did so. 
I was surprised and rejoiced. Then the doctor and nurse both 
said: "Now Mrs. Black, you tell what you saw." The daughter 
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told them I got the impression that the spirit lady helping to 
release the spirit of their mother was her sister, long since passed 
to spirit life, the son spoke up and said to his sister: "That must 
have been Aunt Kitty, the one you were named for/' She had 
been gone some nft}^ years. Although all were Presbyterians 
they remarked how perfectly natural it was for the husband to 
come and greet his wife. 

The daughter is still living and gave me permission to publish 
this incident. The doctor and nurse also are living. 

Vision III. 

This short story will illustrate what is claimed b}^ many to 
be possible, i. e., to see the spirit form of one who is still living 
in the flesh. 

I was with a sick friend at a hotel at a health resort. The 
clerk of the hotel was a young man. Several times when I was 
in the dining room, I saw a lady come to him and embrace and 
kiss him. It was given to me that she was his sister. I always 
try to verify things given to me, being curious to know; so, I 
asked a young lady employed in the hotel if she knew if the 
clerk had a sister who died recently. I had learned by ex- 
perience to tell whether spirits had been gone a long time, or had 
recently passed over, by their appearance; the more recent, 
the more earthly they looked, and the longer they had been 
gone, the more ethereal or transparent they appeared, and in a 
whiter light. She said she did not know, but would find out. 
I cautioned her not to tell him, saying, his faith might be such 
that he would not be pleased if told of such a demonstration. 
But she was curious, and broke her word with me. One evening 
after I had been away, on my return, I found her and the clerk 

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the sole occupants of the parlor; she called me in as 1 passed 
the door, and told me she could not help telling the young man 
what I had seen, and wanted me to tell him. He said he had a 
sister, but that she was living. I described her and told him she 
had been as a mother to him, their mother having died when he 
was a baby, and his sister had raised him. His position in the 
hotel had taken him away from his home, for the first time. 

I said if you have a picture of her I can pick it out of a dozen 
or more. He left the room and soon returned with a number of 
photographs of young ladies, spread them all on a center table, 
and remarked: "Is she in that bunch?" I ran my eye over them 
and immediately picked up a picture of the one I had seen, and 
said, this is the one I saw, he said: "She is my sister.'' 

It was the first time I had ever seen the spirit of anyone still 
living in the mortal form. Again — 

"We learn from this surprising fact : 
The soul without the flesh can act." 



Vision IV. 

While I w^as living in my home town a friend of mine, a 
young man holding a public position and highly esteemed, was 
taken seriously ill with typhoid fever. He lay very low and no 
one was allowed to visit his room. I thought I would at least 
call at the house and enquire about him, and I did so. His 
wife met me at the door and insisted upon my coming in. She 
said, "Frank will be so glad to see you if he is rational; I will 
go and see." She quickly returned and said: "You must come 
to his room," and led me to him. 

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He recognized me as I sat by his bedside, and always wanted 
me with him as long as he remained conscious. Night came, 
and they wanted me to sit up with him, which I did, also all the 
next day. When the second night came his wife said: "I just 
can't let you go." My presence seemed to have a soothing 
effect upon the sick man. He always knew me, and if I left the 
room for a moment would press his face to the pillow and call, 
as if he was telephoning to me. 

I continued to sit up with him the second night. Toward 
morning I saw indistinctly a vapory form at the bedside. The 
patient had been very quiet, but now opened his eyes, looked 
up and down as if seeing some one, and in a surprised tone said very 
slowly : "Why! — the — Old — Gentleman — stands — here (indicating 
with his hand), and he says, 'now is the time to say farwell'; and 
that means me" (touching his breast with his hand); but he 
did not seem to comprehend what he was saying. I said to his 
wife's brother who was present, go quick for his wife. She came 
immediately and I said, go there by the bed, he will know you; 
she did so, and bending over him said: "Frank, dear, do you 
know me?" He looked up and said: "Why yes, it's my darling 
wife," reached both arms out to embrace her and drew her 
down to him and kissed her. It was his last conscious moment; 
he fell into a stupor and passed on in the early morning. Dur- 
ing the last hour or so several persons were present around his 
bed; I was watching intently, for I saw a mist forming above 
him, like a fog gathers over a valley, which grew more dense 
and outlined in form until I saw distinctly two forms of the 
young man; one the material body on the bed, and the other a 
vapory form about a foot and a half above the other, but its 
exact counterpart. Then I began to see other forms moving 
around; they wove some sort of fabric under the vapory form, 

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then there came a loud noise like an explosion, everyone in the 
room heard it and made a startled exclamation. I said nothing, 
but with the noise came this message to me, "farewell, we will 
care for his spirit until he fully awakens in his spirit home;" 
and the attendants with the reclining new born spirit floated off, 
seemingly right through the ceiling and wall, they being no 
obstruction to the flight. The mother of the young man asked 
to see me before I left the house, so I went to her room. She 
said: "I want you to tell me what the noises meant that we heard 
when he was first taken sick. They were so loud we heard them 
down stairs, and then again when he died." I said, sometimes 
these things are given as a warning or premonition. Then I 
told her of the vision I had had in the night, and about her son 
seeing it, too, and what he said; then she remarked: "It was his 
father he saw, a long time gone, he always spoke of him as the 
Old Gentleman." I also told her of seeing his spirit leave the 
body, and the message that was flashed to me as they floated 
away. She thanked me and believed my story. How beautiful 
is the thought, and how natural for our friends and relatives to 
meet and greet us when we arrive at our new home. 



PROPHECIES OF THE VEILED SELF 

ADMONITION 

If you have read this book with open mind , 
And to the author have been fair and kind, 
Much profit in reflection you will find. 

If tolerant 3 r ou should be — 
And would share in Prophecy, 
Give heed to what may seem 
Only an aimless dream. 

That which lies beyond our ken 

Is sometimes shown to us when 

The Body in slumber rests; 

Then — as one with other guests 

In a wondrous Spirit World, 

The Soul 

May see unfurled 

A Scroll, 

By one whose power to learn, 

And truthfully discern 

The needs for future deeds, 

Would make of you an instrument 

To further Peace or bring Content. 

Thyself— The Soul, in Spirit Body free, 
May thus be privileged to know and see 
What is with design and purpose shown thee. 



The Soul while veiled in Mortal Life 
Midst sordid toil and endless strife, 
Must impress its toll in worth 
On God's Mighty Scroll— The Earth. 

P. C. N. 

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